Two Months ...

... Time is such a weird thing. Feels like only yesterday and yet years ago, all at the same time ...

Love you, Sue xxx

Reassurance

Had my first very unsettling dream about Sue last night; she was cross with me for going through her wardrobe and taking her clothes to the local Hospice Charity Shop. Then, as I was making lunch, I thought "no, she's not cross, she's just supervising" - and when I turned round, a feather was stuck to the bowl I'd just taken out of the fridge.

Thanks for the reassurance, dearest sis.

Carers' Group Project

7 Weeks

Miss you xxxxxxxx

Handing Back The Keys To Sue's Flat ...

... is one of the hardest things I've ever done.

I'm Enjoying Art Therapy

... and Laura posed magnificently :)

BTW, she is a Calico (i.e. Tortoiseshell and White) Tabby, in case you think I've lost all concept of what a cat looks like. She also wears a pink collar - and this is a back view :)

I Miss My Sister

Very, very much.

5 Feathers in 4 Days ...

Spotted on my way home from seeing a Bereavement Counsellor ...

Finding 4 feathers in 3 days - when I've never been a feather finder before; I'm spotting a distinct trend here. Thanks, sis. I love you, too xxx

... and this feather was not there when I put Sue's top in the washing machine this morning ...

I know there are rational explanations, but perhaps there are some "irrational" explanations, too.

Something's Going On ...

... I don't know WHAT, but I'm finding it very comforting.

It's Been a Month ...

... and I found a feather on the mint in the herb garden Sue made in front of my house

Four Weeks Today. I Miss You, Susan

I've just woken from a dream during which the phone rang. As I woke, I caught the faint whiff of perfume.

The phone turned out to be just part of my dream - but the perfume wasn't.

This Exactly Fits How I've Been Feeling

“... When you die, the energy that kept you alive filters into the people you loved. Did you know that? It's like a fire you've tended all your life, and the sparks are all scattered into the wind ... That's why we survive as long as we do, because the people who loved us keep us going.”
― Kevin Brockmeier, The View from the Seventh Layer

Sorting Susan's Flat ...

... is not easy

God Help The DSS

I took in proof of Susan's death to the local JobCentrePlus, as instructed by the Registrar of Deaths.

The conversation went:

Me - "I've come to tell you my sister has died"

DSS Advisor - (offhand) "Yeah? So what do you want from us?"

Me - (shocked silence) "An expression of sympathy would be nice ..."

At which point, Advisor's Manager stepped in and took over.

Three Weeks

Optimism?

Photographed outside Mum's flat (apartment) yesterday.

Susan's Funeral was A-MA-ZING

"Whatever happens to your body, your soul will survive, untouched..." ― J.K. Rowling

Today we celebrated my sister, Susan's life in STYLE; with colours, textures, smells, laughter, tears and very, very much love. Thank you to everyone who came, to everyone who sent messages, cards, emails, mementos and flowers and to everyone who thought of her/us today. Thank you xxx

Two Weeks

It's been hard.